Future

I look to the ghosts of the past Every shade looks to me with their expecting eyes. I look to them for their advice that will help my own life last, Yet all they do is stand by How can I do this; am i all alone? The living nor the dead can help me now. Yet as i despair, my heart as heavy as stone, To let my soul fall, I cannot allow, I must forge my own way, find my own path, No matter who or what stands in my way, to ignore the future will wrong both I and the wraiths, So i shall walk, till the end of my day. So that the old shades of the Shadowy Realm, Do not look to me with dissapointed eyes. But instead, look to me with hope that helped forge their ways upon this land. I may look to the shadows of the past for their guidance, But it is I who must take the last stance.